a c r o n y m

Watch her arch her burdened back,
Open her bruised arms, far and wide,
Murmur tearful yet grateful chants,
As she inhales hate and breathe out
Nothing, oh nothing, but love.

03.08.2019
©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash

For dVerse OpenLinkNight #238

 

28 thoughts on “a c r o n y m”

  1. Gets up. Gives a standing ovation. This…. This is your strength. So say so so much in such few words. I remember those earlier days when I used to point this strength to you every other day. May your words always be immortal, my poetess :*
    Yes, she breathes out nothing, but only love

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  2. This was beautiful… my sister in law writes this in her cards to me… ‘Nothing but love’… so I associate the line with her… wonderful to read such a poem on Women’s Day… happy women’s day to you!

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